There were a few small transparent stones on the man's open palm, which emitted a bright and brilliant light in the dusk.
"These are all dug out from the zombies' brains."
When Xi Ye heard this, he suddenly remembered that in the later period, crystal stones had begun to circulate in the market as currency.
He only paid attention to the entanglement between the scumbag top and the protagonist bottom, and didn't pay much attention to the details.
When I thought about how he had burned all those zombies along with the crystals... I felt a little regretful.
He Xitang saw the young man looking at the crystals intently. He took a bite of bread, his eyes thoughtful.
Xi Ye exchanged with that man, mainly because he was quite curious about these crystals.
These crystals are very small, probably only as big as the nail of the little finger. It is totally unimaginable that such a beautiful object actually grows in the brain of a zombie.
Just as Xi Ye was observing the crystal with interest, the tattooed man quietly got up and ran away in a panic. There was a vicious look on his face, and he turned back to glare at Xi Ye and the other man as he ran.
He Xitang casually glanced at his back, his eyes were indifferent as if he was looking at an ant.
The others looked with envy at those who had exchanged for bread and water, but they did not have crystals and did not dare to rush up to grab them. After all, they had seen what happened to the tattooed man just now.
As night fell, the last veil was lifted.
Ambiguous moaning sounds were heard from some of the tents, and children were huddled outside the tents, crying and calling for their mothers.
"Fuck! Shut up, you little bastard! You're really ruining the mood! You've ruined my mood with tears!" The man in the tent cursed, and then a panicked female voice sounded: "I'm sorry, I'll tell him to shut up!"
In the doomsday, zombies are rampant. Even those with super powers dare not guarantee their own safety, let alone ordinary people. The ordinary people gathered here rely on those few super powers to survive.
They obey the orders of the people with special powers just for a few bites of food and drink, and the moral bottom line is meaningless to them.
Compared with life, that bottom line is nothing.
Xi Ye leaned back, closed his eyes, and breathed slowly.
He Xitang didn't know whether the other party was awake or asleep. His eyes carefully scanned Xi Ye from bottom to top, and stopped when they fell on the other party's face.
He had never seen this man take off his mask.
He Xitang slowly stretched his hand to Xi Ye's ear, and just as he was about to touch the white line, the other party turned his face and faced him.
The clear peach blossom eyes without a trace of sleepiness were smiling, and a teasing voice came into his ears: "Why, do you want to do something bad to me?"
He Xitang was barely noticeable and was startled for a moment. He withdrew his hand and shook his head repeatedly in shock: "No, no, I just... I don't know your name yet." A hint of shyness appeared in his watery eyes, and he said awkwardly: "My name is He Xitang, He is next to the single person, Xi is rare, and Tang is the Begonia."
After saying his name, he looked at Xi Ye expectantly.
Being looked at like this by the protagonist, Xi Ye couldn't help but feel a little toothache, and he was the first to shift his gaze.
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Cannon Fodder Role Playing Mission(Quick Wear) [MTL]
General Fiction炮灰攻扮演任务_檀盘战象 Copywriter: Xi Ye's mission is to travel to each small world, break up the scumbag top and the scumbag bottom, and save the scumbag bottom. Note: 1. It's all fiction, don't delve into it too deeply. 2. Because the author is shor...